Doomsday Pavilion

To put it bluntly, Master Warlock snatched... er, the head he brought was finally a piece of genuine gold. If ordinary people are sure to have some swaying ideas about the potential value of this piece of gold, no matter how precious the gold is, it is not mainstream currency, but it is circulated. The smell of ammonia is forever. Who wants to eat the same dish for years with such a large pile of gold to hit his luck?

But our Sorcerer, no, he has repeatedly urged Lin Chou to quickly put away the gold-until now he is still worried that the gold will be gone after one more look, and next time there will be no second Qin Wuyong who will be so kind. Bring back the gold with the big brain lump.

After four hours of long wait, the sweet aroma of mushrooms and the plump and mellow composition of the three yellow chickens once again loaded the plow-shaped cortex of everyone’s brain with a covering bombardment of 500,000 times per second. Every information exchange between synapses can evoke the deepest taste memory in the cerebral cortex, and compare, compete, and collide with the lingering smell of the nose to produce all-inclusive memories.

The power of food is unparalleled. The taste of certain foods enjoyed many years ago will be "naturally" stored in the brain deep in the cortex in the form of pheromone, and a small tangram lock is installed to unlock the password of the memory. It is also some related or completely unrelated flavors. Once memories and real delicacy intersect, they can break through all obstacles—even the moral bottom line.

"hiss..."

Shan Ye sniffed and said annoyed, "Mother, I knew I was carrying a sack of gold when I came out. Luan Shan has more gold than his mother except for stones."

Bai Qiongshou's nose is not a nose. Eyes are not eyes. Sure enough, getting rich first leads to riches later. It's a big cake drawn by Zhang. Why don't you ignore your brother who is in the same ups and downs?

Sighed deeply,

"This smell reminds me of the satisfaction of the old Zhao's stew in the house next door when I was a child.

Master Warlock dragged the hot big dust with a cloud of black air, and took a deep breath.

"So, that one is the'Golden Rooster', right!"

Outside the door, the big rooster's sharp beak is facing the sky at a 45-degree angle, and it walks slowly and gracefully without squinting. When the golden and red feathers are shining, it looks like the proud and proud Innate.

Lin Chou nodded,

"Yan Huishan is just such a big cock."

Master Warlock walked slowly towards the big cock, while sending out a friendly communication signal with a sound eight times harsher than a broken gong.

"Cuckoo~"

"Cuckoo~"

The dignity of the strong!How terrible you died!

Lin Chou almost smashed his eyeballs on the spot.

The feathers of the big cock are all over, and the triangular tongue points out a point from the mouth. The cockscomb is red with blood, like burning flames-this is a sign of an attack.

"Cough~"

The warlock also realized that the communication between the two sides had clearly entered a dead end, so he sat cross-legged in front of the big cock, and put a piece of chicken into the black mist that should have been his face or mouth.

"Emmmmm~"

Shan Ye was incredible,

"I'll give it a rub. Sure enough, eat. Mouth is a common feature of all humanoids."

"..."

Every time the warlock ate a chopsticks dish, he deliberately slowed down his chewing speed. In the black mist under his hood, a pinch of scorching soul fire looked deeply at the big cock.

The big cock was pulling his neck, staring at the warlock, and there was a horrified low "groo" in his throat.

Master Shan slapped, "Fuck you, I'm going to scream."

"Gu↘"

When everyone was looking forward to the upcoming "miracle", the voice of the big cock gradually disappeared.

"..."

"grass!"

Qin Wuyong blinked his eyes, "This is really not intentional? Boss Lin, does your chicken know what to order?!"

Lin Chou's return was a pot, permanently stamping Qin Wuyong's horn-shaped face on the bottom of the pot.

Shen Feng happily, pointed to the pot and said,

"I said Linzi, you can just start a dinner draw to give me souvenirs from now on. The third to fifth-order bosses are real molds-cough, I mean real face molds, how valuable it is, no more, just It's very exciting to think about it."

Huang Dashan bared his teeth,

"Tsk, the so-called'Fifth' boss that your master Shen said intentionally or unintentionally, is it just you? I remember the pot with your face, but it was still thrown at the back of the kitchen."

Shen Feng sneered back.

"Tsk, it's as if the forest didn't save your Prince Huang's backup~"

"I said, your uncle, take me with an axe!"

…

The battle continues.

Warlock,

"Emmmmm~"

Big cock,

"Gu↘"

Warlock,

"Emmmmm~"

Big cock,

"Gu↘"

The big cock is like a patient with neurasthenia. After a while, he pulls his neck and sings and sings like a nasal sound.

All the people watching from the sidelines almost collapsed, and they wished to run over and grab the chicken's neck and squeeze its throat to let it spit out the sound of holding back.

The white dome heads the barbary way,

"It reminds me of some kind of almost lost memory-boiled eagle."

Shan Ye sneered,

"Silly beep, this is called cockfight at best!"

"..."

Qin Wuyong poked Lin Chou with a hippy smile, "I said Mr. Lin, you chicken..."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Lin Chou holding an eight-inch thick pan unkindly, Qin Wuyong immediately persuaded him.

"Then what, I just want to ask, does this chicken understand what it's doing? These two guys have looked at each other for a long time, so why don't they run away? Whose serious chicken is like this?!"

Lin Chou coughed,

"Then what, the chicken that the warlock ate was the last old hen I brought back from the mine, and I think it's probably Sanhuang's little concubine who doesn't know a few hundred houses, and his hatred is stable. "

"Sanhuang...Puff, you'll be famous so soon? No, this generation is so bad, how can it be higher than the four dogs..."

Lin Chou was speechless,

"Brother Wuyou, your focus has become more and more surprising."

Qin Wuyong laughed.

"Even the charming and enchanting country in the pot before his death, this will also become soy sauce smell, what else to think about-besides, generally this kind of hatred is stable, it shouldn't have been brainstorming soon. Oh! Sure enough, even the chicken's love is unreliable these years~"

Shan Ye snorted,

"You know what a puff~ Ah, this thing is called a strategy. If you can't beat you to death, you stare at you, if you don't stare, you should die to death. If something happens, stand back, except for the cannon fodder.

"It's not that simple. I think the reason why this guy didn't stray away is due to psychological factors."

When Bai Qiong opened his mouth for the first time, he analyzed it with his head.

"You think, there are chickens inside and outside the pot, eating what is in the pot and looking at what is out of the pot, what kind of evil nature is this — for example, you Shan Ye, you are the chicken — -Oh fuck, don't make trouble... Don't fight, just talk about business... For example, your chicken is being looked at like this... You can do it again, I'm anxious!"

I really couldn't analyze it anymore, a ding bang made him unable to think and his butt was aching.

Qin Wuyong smiled, lowered his head and pondered for a while.

"Hey? You said, Master Warlock is so anxious to make it scream, why on earth? Just because of bad luck and can't wait to experience the thrill of the son of the plane's air transport?"

Bai Qiong grinned,

"It's not like...but it's okay to say that. You take bad luck as bad luck. How do you know the pain of people who use bad luck to eat, drink and breathe?"

Master Shan said,

"Don't be the thing that this stuff is going to play with Summoning Abyss or something like that. The last time I touched that asteroid, it was only a few meters away that I would be able to chisel the entire Mingguang back into the furnace and recast it."

Shen Feng interrupted,

"I heard people say that the warlocks in online games have a super abnormal trick called Lu Chenshu or something, can you just mess up a piece of land directly, isn't this guy trying to verify the authenticity?"

Huang Dashan spit out a sip of wine,

"Usually, how does Grandpa Dashan educate you? It's good for you to read more books and newspapers, so why don't you listen? I personally know that Lu Chenshu belongs to the Lich King. Isn't it shameful?"

"Isn't the lich and the warlock just the same thing? Anyway, they are all in the game circle. Who is better than others?

Shan Ye glared at the bull's eyeball and said angrily,

"The Lich King is a spirit body, and the warlock is... uh... warlock..."

Shan Ye watched the black mist of cockfighting not far away while squirming and making "emmmmm" chewing sounds, and couldn't take it anymore.

Shen Fengsheng, he said,

"I still think that the warlock can hold back what's bad--I mean, for example, a bad accident or something."

"Cough cough cough!"

"The son doesn't say anything, it's a strange force."

Obviously, certain special effects are not so easy to appear.

The warlock looked down at his body-I mean the cloak, the voice from inside the cloak was a little bit of joy.

"I'll come again next time, thank you Boss Lin."

It is reasonable and reasonable. Fortunately for a benchmark, the change should be earth-shattering and immediate, right?

"Cough cough cough... you're welcome, you're welcome..."

"Puff~"

The warlock turned into ashes and left.

Huang Dashan thought about it.

"Huh? What do you think chicken loves most? Whole grains? Small bugs? Or what?"

Qin Wuyong raised his hand to push the narrow path,

"I know I know, Teacher Report Shan, this chicken eats a natural and pollution-free red-headed centipede, several meters long!"

Shan Ye licked his teeth,

"It's not right, eating for survival and eating for enjoyment are completely two concepts. I remember who told me before that big cock loves to eat...tsk, remember it!"

The white dome head obliquely looks at the mountain,

"I said, Lord Prince, can you be a little bit principled and stop thinking about those crooked ways. If you are a clever person in the whole world, you will know if you are sincere?"

"Ha ha!"

Prince Dashan walked towards the pangolin that had not been activated for several months without looking back, rubbing his hands.

"Wow, Ka Ka, just to caress Lao Tzu's little baby."

"..."

Bai Qiong looked at the smoke and dust on the bottom of the car for a long time.

"Lin Zi, Rhubarb is...reliable?"

Lin Chou shrugged and said nothing.

Bai Qiong's eyes lit up,

"Oh, don't resist, then I will treat you as enjoying it?!"

"Bang~"

Freshly baked Baiqiongshou pot bottom mold.

When the mountain master came back, the sky would be darkened. He carried a big cloth pocket and shouted from a distance,

"Oh oooooooo~***~ See what good things Grandpa Dashan who loves you and loves brought you here~"

Of course, Sanhuang didn't pay attention to Lord Shan. After searching for this product, he didn't see its shadow at all.

"Huh? Linzi, where's the three yellows? Yellow leather is recruited at home?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"Sanhuang is a chicken! It's getting dark. Of course, I went to sleep in a high place. This is by nature."

Shan Ye scratched his head,

"My first courtesy of Huang Dashan was a chicken...don't tell me... the damn thing actually put a cold butt on a hot face, nothing more..."

He said that he was going to lose his hand, and he looked helpless.

"..."

But the pocket was swinging back and forth in his hands several times, but still did not throw it out.

"Cough cough, what? Why don't you stop a little... you make me very embarrassed."

Lin Chou was unable to complain,

"Take me a look. It's rare to see your Lord Shan being greedy?"

Huang Dashan raised his thumb,

"Yes, your boss Lin is like the roundworm in my stomach."

"This is called professional ethics, don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh!"

After opening the bag, a bag full of big green bugs, each with a fat body and fleshy flesh is seven or eight centimeters long,

"Hey, I thought of this when I first heard him talk about the red-headed centipede. I went back to the base city and asked, and I bought a pack. Tsk, good stuff, have you eaten Linzi?"

Lin Chou said with a smile, weighing the bag in his hand.

"There are still people selling this stuff in the base city? If the bean field grows with the bean hawkmoth, it may be completely cut off. The delicacy is indeed delicious, but is it always strictly forbidden to prevent breeding?"

Shan Ye said,

"Where is there a special sale of this stuff, I went to the south of the city to find a few idle butt babies in open crotch trousers, and scattered a few wool tickets. These little rascals, I left it for me in less than two hours. so much."

"..."

The bean hawk moth, also known as the bean caterpillar, is considered to be the upper-middle appearance among the Zerg. It is the kind that can be found without you if you are the one, and most of them will not persuade the secret fearers in groups.

This kind of simple, honest and honest bug has amazing destructive power to the soybean field...cough cough, at least that's what Lin Chou's father said when he tricked Lin Chou into catching the bean worm and giving him a drink.

"How is it?" Huang Dashan didn't say anything when he saw Lin Chou, and couldn't wait to ask, "Isn't the condition good? Let me throw all the little ones back in the ground and raise them."

Lin Chou cursed helplessly, "Master Shan, how old are you?"

Shan Ye chuckled, "I'll just say that, can I do that damage?"

Lin Chou blinked,

"Are you sure you didn't say,'I will buy it next time'?"

——You can make up for the tone of this sentence and the impact of the ammonia-scented Yuanjing ticket on a group of bear children who are farming and herding sheep in Xiacheng.

"Cough, cough, cough... Business matters. Business matters. Watching these babies' saliva is going to come down-by the way, leave me a few, and feed me a chicken tomorrow morning...Really, I heard that big cock I love this, the crunchy chicken tastes and the protein is nine times that of beef!"

"..."

"Then what, it's actually quite easy for me to shut up, just give me a drink!"

"Stop dreaming."

Lin Chou got up and walked to the kitchen, asking,

"Has he been out since then?"

Shan Ye shook his head carelessly, "Where, look at the current state of the Lord, his body is so good and delicious, it is estimated that the goods have been wiped out..."

"No, your rank hasn't changed yet."

Theoretically speaking-of course, it is still Ye Luan's theory. If the personality of the Red Eye Mountain Lord is completely integrated with the personality of the White Eye Mountain Lord (how does it feel strange?), the White Eye Mountain Lord should be able to completely "inherit" the Red Eye Mountain Lord's ability.

You know, the Red Eye Mountain Lord is not a mere fourth-order.

Shan Ye was taken aback, shook his head and said, "Follow him, I'm alive and well anyway, haha!"

Lin Chou frowned,

"Yeluan will never lie to you, and make yourself less troublesome. When it comes to alcohol, don't even think about it."

Boss Lin’s tone suddenly became gossip.

"Master Shan, do you remember what happened that night during the wedding ceremony~"

Shan Ye's black face was thicker than grapefruit skin, and a fierce blush appeared, and a word was grinded from between his teeth.

"roll!"